I have been taking images of the inside of this homemade greenhouse for several years. There is always something going on inside, constantly changing. Today, again, I am surprised by what I find. Both new and familiar. Today, the light hit the plastic walls differently than usual. Early morning, and the sun breaks through, even after a week of rain.
The Wooden Path.
This past weekend we stopped at a small lake side rest stop and walked along an old wooden pathway that follows the main highway to the mountains along the BC coast.(You can see the old wooden pathway in the last image.) Around the path trees grow out from the fallen boulders and seem to spring from nowhere, making them seem to be part of a stage set.. The light coming from the direction of the highway casts a wonderful shadow of the woodlands against the large broken rocks. Nothing seems real here, it seems more like a dream of such a place rather than the place itself.
Desert Turnaround
Driving through the desert in Arizona there are these places where several paths and roads seem to come together. Usually very deserted their is a sense that something has gone on here, but we just won’t ever know exactly what.
